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829.

THERE is a path that
All others go astray;

leads to

T. 14. And safely now I rest my head, Preserv'd and guarded by thine eye. (God- 3. Look down in pity, and forgive Narrow, but pleasant, is the road, Whate'er I've said or done amiss; And Christians love the way. And help me every day I live,

2. It leads straight thro' this world To serve thee better than on this.

of sin,

And dangers must be pass'd; But those who boldly walk therein, Will get to heaven at last.

4. Now while I speak, be pleased to

take

A helpless child beneath thy care;
And condescend, for Jesus' sake,

3. How shall an infant-pilgrim dare To listen to my evening prayer.

This dangerous path to tread? For on the way is many a snare For youthful travellers spread:

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831.

Mrs. Gilbert.

T. 22.

JESUS, that condescending King,

4. While the broad road, where Is pleas'd to hear when children

thousands go,

Lies near, and opens fair; And many turn aside, I know,

To walk with sinners there.

5. But lest my feeble steps should
Or wander from the way, (slide,
Lord, condescend to be my guide,
And I shall never stray.

sing;

And while our feeble voices rise, Will not the humble prayer despise. 2. Then keep us, Lord, from every

sin

Which we can see and feel within;
And what we neither feel nor see
Forgive, for all is known to thee.
3. We own there's nothing good in

us,

6. Then, I may go without alarm, And trust his word of old;"The lambs he'll gather with his To tempt thee to befriend us thus: And lead them to the fold." (arm, We cannot think a single thought, 7.Thus I may safely venture through Nor even thank thee, as we ought. Beneath my Shepherd's care; 4. Yet, Lord, we humbly venture And keep the gate of heaven in view, Till I shall enter there.

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LORD, I have pass'd another day, And come to thank thee for thy care: LAMB of God, I look to thee, Forgive my faults in work and play, Thou shalt my example be; And listen to my evening prayer. When thou wast a little child, 2. Thy favour gives me daily bread, Thou wast gentle, meek, and mild. And friends who all my wants 2. Due obedience thou didst show; 10 make me obedient too:

supply;

Thou wast merciful and kind;
Grant me, Lord, thy loving mind.
3. Let me above all fulfil
God my heavenly Father's will,
Never his good Spirit grieve,
Only to his glory live.

4. Loving Jesus, holy Lamb,
In thy hands secure I am;
Fix thy temple in my heart,
Never from thy child depart.
5. Teach me to show forth thy praise
Love and serve thee all my days;
O might all around me see
Christ, the holy child, in me.
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I AM a little child, you sec,
My strength is little too,

T.

But yet I fain would saved be;
Lord, teach me what to do.

7. If thou wilt have me longer stay,
In years and stature grow;
Help me to serve thee night and day,
While I am here below.

8. Then, after walking in thy ways,
And serving thee in love,
Receive me to thyself in peace,
To sing thy praise above.

(985.)

834.

Z.

T. 11. OUT of love and boundless grace, Thou hast brought us to a place, Jesus, where we oft may hear

Of the sufferings thou didst bear. 2. Be our Shepherd every day, 14. That we little lambs ne'er stray; Whensoe'er we hear thy voice, To obey may we rejoice.

3. Thanks to thee for all the care That's bestow'd upon us here; May we evermore to thee

2. Thou, gracious Saviour, for my For thy goodness grateful be. Wast pleas'd a child to be, (good

And thou didst shed thy precious

Upon the cross for me. (blood (986.)

835.

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T. 22.

3. Come then, and take this heart THOU Guardian of thy lambs, be

Come take me as I am, (of mine,
I know that I by right am thine,
Thou loving, gracious Lamb.
4. Low at thy feet O may I bow,
Be thine, my Saviour, still;
In nothing bad myself allow,
Nor ever show self-will.
5. Preserve my little heart secure
From every hurt and stain;
First make it, and then keep it pure,

And shut to all that's vain.
6. If early thou wilt take me hence,
O that no harm will be;
Since endless bliss will then com-

mence,

When I shall live with thee.

Us little ones of thy dear fold; (hold
Take us into thy special care,
Secure our souls from every snare.
2. Let nothing in our minds have
place,

But what is sanctified by grace;
Thy love sink deep into each heart,
And may nought else have any part.
3. Set on our breasts thy Spirit's seal,
And our poor souls securely keep
Within our hearts thyself reveal,
Among thy flock, thy chosen sheep.

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J. West.
T. 14.

LOVER of little children, thee,
O Jesus, we adore;

Our kind and loving Saviour be,
Both now and evermore.

2. O take us up into thy arms,
Then we are truly blest ;
Thy new-born babes are safe from
harms,

While leaning on thy breast.

3. Still as we grow in years, in grace And wisdom let us grow; That daily more we thee may praise,

More of thy mercy know.

4. Strong let us in thy grace abide,
But ignorant of ill;
In malice, subtlety, and pride,
We would be children still.
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T. 14.
JESUS the Lord our Shepherd is,
And did our souls redeem;
Our present and eternal bliss

Are both secured in him.

2. His mercy every sinner claims;

For all his flock he cares; The sheep he gently leads, the lambs

He in his bosom bears.

3. If unto us our friends are good, 'Twas he their hearts inclin'd; He bids our fathers give us food,

And makes our mothers kind.

4. Then let us thank him for his

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To manifest thyself still more,
And thus to teach us by degrees
To live a life of happiness.
4. May we thy mind still better know,
Daily in grace and knowledge grow,
And learn all that whereby we may
Adorn thy doctrine every way.
5. O may we ever feel thee near,
And be employ'd in praise & prayer;
May we in thy bless'd fellowship
Wake, do our daily work, and sleep.

He will not disapprove (grace; 6. Thus will our infant tongues reOur meanest sacrifice of praise

For his unbounded love.

5. When children honour Jesus thus,

And their thanksgivings raise, Out of the mouths of babes like us,

His wisdom perfects praise. 6. To thee, almighty God, to thee Ourselves we now resign; 'Twill please us to look back and

We were in childhood thine. (see

cord

Thy birth & passion, gracious Lord, That thou, who diedst in our stead, Art God, by whom all things were made.

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(990.) 839.* T. 22. EMBRACE us in thy tender way, Dear Lord, and bless us all, we pray, As thou on earth didst formerly, When children once were brought to thee.

2. We are baptiz'd into thy death, 4. I love mount Calvary, where his And call'd to praise thee with each love

breath;

Stronger than death itself did prove;

Thou bought'st us with thy blood I love to walk his dolorous way,

divine :

O take and keep us ever thine.

I love the grave where Jesus lay.
5. I love his people and their ways,
I love with them to pray and praise;

3. Thy youth unspotted, full of grace,
Teach us all virtue and all praise; I love the Father and the Son,

Thou art our pattern, grant that we
In all things may resemble thee.
4. From year to year, while we in-

crease

I love the Spirit he sent down.
6. I love to think the time will come,
When I shall be with him at home,
And praise him in eternity:
Then shall my love completed be.

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WILL a little pilgrim be, Resolv'd alone to follow thee, Thou Lamb of God, who now art gone

In stature, may we grow in grace;
In learning and obedience too
May we thy blessed path pursue
5. By day and night our steps direct,
And soul and body, Lord, protect I
From every thing that grieveth thee,
Or unto us might hurtful be.
6. Impart to us that needful good,
A heart besprinkled with thy blood,
Wholly devoted unto thee,
For thy soul's bitter agony.
7. That grace upon us all bestow,
Thee more & more by faith to know;
We then the glories of thy name
In grateful accents shall proclaim.
(992.)

840. T. 22.
I LOVE the Lord who died for me,
I love his grace divine and free;
I love the scriptures, there I read,
Christ loved me, and for,me bled.
2. I love his tears & sufferings great,
I love his precious bloody sweat,
I love his blood; were that not spilt,
I could not have been freed from
guilt.

3. I love to hear that he was slain,
I love his every grief and pain,
I love to meditate by faith
Upon his meritorious death.

Up to thy everlasting throne.
2. I will my heart to thee resign,
Thine only be, O be thou mine:
To happiness to find the way.
The world I leave and foolish play,
3. My lips shall be employ'd to bless
The Lord who is my righteousness;
My pleasure, only to pursue
His steps, and his blest will to do.
4. So long I'll pray below to live,
Till I my pardon seal'd receive;
I then, when Jesus calls, shall die,
Or rather live eternally.

(994.)

842.

J. Cennick.

T. 14.
JESUS, to thee our souls we raise,
And for a blessing look;
May we, assisted by thy grace,

With pleasure learn our book.
2. Give us an humble, active mind,
From sloth and folly free;

Give us a cheerful heart, inclin'd 3. We praise thy name, that we

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(995.) STILL may we keep the aim in mind,

For which we hither came, In search of useful learning join'd, As followers of the Lamb.

2. Daily to Jesus we'll look up, As soon as we awake,

were brought

To this delightful place, Where we are wisdom's lessons taught,

The children of thy grace.
4. O may our friends, thy servants
Meet all our souls above; (here,
And they and we in heaven appear,
The children of thy love.

(998.) 845. T. 159.
HOW heart-affecting Christ to see,
Some days before he bled,
Go to Jerusalem willingly

To suffer in our stead:

tude

When he approach'd, the multi(strew'd, Their garments spread and branches Crying Hosanna to his praise, With joy and thankfulness.

And for his constant blessing hope 2. 'Twas then the children join'd

In all we undertake.

3. His meritorious industry,

His toil, and labour great, Shall our support and pattern be;

Him we will imitate.

4. If he his grace on us confer,

We then shall learn apace, Live to his glory, and declare Our heavenly Father's praise.

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the rest,

And hail'd him with a song; With one accord his name con

Amidst the joyful throng: (fess'd With them may we unite our lays, And, tho' in feeble accents, raise Our Hallelujahs to the Lamb, Who died us to redeem.

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